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"[...] And more lies. One day the mountain will fall with the lies you have told, and it will flatten not only you, Katerina, but also those around you. And you should know it. Thousands correspond to one lie. question, you must forget your truth and embrace your lie. Immerse yourself in it. But first learn to swim, because the sea you created has become wild. Be careful [...] ".
"[...] He forced her to get up, packed her little things in two plastic bags, and set off. For a new life that, as they both wanted, would be nothing like the previous one. They clasped their hands and began to untangle the thread of each other's story, which they had been waiting so long for to unfold. The words flowed like torrents from within them. They were redeemed. And finally, they seemed to come very close to their new life. In the new reality. "Katerina had to pay off some old bills. Everything would be done. Someday. Then [...]".
"Monday morning. The time is 07:00 and I have already woken up. The smell of Greek coffee wafts from the clay cup on the edge of my desk. I give the final progress today, for the course" Economy and Law ". I open the book and I see the underscores and italics dancing lazily on the paper. Then follows the endless paper of the notes. I open them and read the first line: "Hume - How to believe someone who claims a miracle happened", I stop there and touch indication for accepting a call on my mobile [...] ".
"I love the afternoon visits to the museums. These visits that one makes before the coffee, after the obligations. along with the last rays of the sun.
I love the steps of the visitors on the stairs. Heavy, light, enthusiastic, bored. You can understand many of their steps. Others walk with slight agony, almost leaping on the stairs, others walk timidly, others walk vigorously, others confidently, and others with enthusiasm. There are also those who walk bored, maybe out of fatigue, maybe out of reluctance. But everyone walks in sync. It is not necessary that they step on their right or left foot at the same time, but they walk in such a way that they create music [...] ".
"Marbles Repatriation"
"[...] The daughters are the others tall,
the beautiful Caryatids,
they cried night and day,
for the lost sister- for the lost girlfriend,
that we all lost
and we all long.
Be the youngest daughter,
this expatriate,
to come suddenly one morning,
the sun to illuminate
and hope in hearts,
to give again ".
(2016)
(2017)